110. The TA.

It is a TA who had been assigned to monitor duties, standing next to Annabelle. Anabelle looks like she is about to cry, with her eyes all huge and shining, and her small stature convoluted into a posture that screamed baby bunny that needed rescuing. She is fiddling with the hem of her shirt, lower lip bitten and flushed red alarmingly.

Was she that frightened about this whole ordeal? I didn't even realize. Had she not been chortling just moments ago?

“What’s going on here?” The TA questions, looking between the bully and me, “this young lady came to me, all frightened because you boys looked like you were going to re-enact WWE right in the middle of the cafeteria. What’s wrong with you? Weren't a group of students just expelled last semester for fighting one boy?”

“And that ‘boy’ would be me, sir,” I reply, taking a step away from the bully, knowing that if I appeared to be intimidating, I would be lumped up with him as well, “I was just minding my own business when this guy came he
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